So back in 2011 when I first moved to New York, I started hanging out with party promoters a bit, and I knew that it was skeezy and sleazy and a little like aiding in prostitution, but I did it anyway because it ensured that I could always get into the parties I wanted to go to, and that I never had to pay for anything, and that I’d even get dinners at five star restaurants for free every now and again so long as I was accompanied by a sufficient amount of female models.

1. The great thing about New York is the worst thing about New York: It’s so easy to get swept up in everything the city has to offer that you end up waking up after a solid week of partying and realising that your career isn’t progressing at the same rate as the bags under your eyes. Moderation is key. 2. After a year of emails, blog comments and Tumblr questions, I finally met Lawrence Schlossman aka L.A.S. aka SartoriallyInc aka HTTTGAP IRL on Thursday night. That guy is even better in the flesh than he is online. Nothing beats